Qiao Qing, "..."
So she needed to rely on someone else to get through the first round…
When the little fox jumped off, it scratched Mu Jinghang.
"Ack, ack, ack!"
Don't play with me! I'm no pillow!
Mu Jinghang screamed and touched the bloodstain on his neck.
At once, he shouted, "Uncle Wu, get a nail clipper over here!"
Wu Yong froze, "We've never had pets before so we don't have nail clippers for fox nails."
Mu Jinghang smiled, "Then get us human ones. I'll use whatever works."
"Then, there's one in the drawer in front of you." Wu Yong then leaned over to get him the nail clipper from the coffee table drawer.
The fox acted like it had faced its mortal enemy.
"Ack, ack, ack!"
What are you doing?!
Mu Jinghang took over the nail clipper and grabbed its paws, "I treat you so well yet you act like I'm your enemy. The only thing to do now is to get rid of your nails."
